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what is this thing that I've found this thing that has become so profound. 
i feel i was lost never getting my message across. this thing that makes me feel so alive and free all along has been pointing to me. has it been chasing me all this time letting me know i must rhyme. did i not listen as it reached out it's key, showing me who i truly should be. now that I've found it i must scream and shout and let these
words magically come out.

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In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

Jita’s Poems (6)

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